Introduction🔗

When God Is My Son - is a collection of reminiscences from 15 women disciples, whom Swamiji - their master, calls Mom. They have been blessed by him to grow and blossom in Vaatsalya Bhaava.

There has always been a mom with Swamiji since he was a child. Till date 15 moms have joined the moms-club. As time progresses each one joins Swamiji at a moment designated by divine coincidence. Each mom is unique in her own way, and similar in many ways. Along with the motherly qualities that are common to them, their path encourages them to express their uniqueness too. These 15 moms have been graced by the master into an intimate and close space around him. In this space they are his moms, taking care of him in a loving way and at the same time being sensitive to his various needs without him verbalizing any, like an umbilical bonding that happens between a new born and the mother. In turn they experience his childlike innocence, his naughty pranks and a son's affection for a mom. It's a communion with the master through motherly love.

Each mom grows through the sheer presence of the master as her son. This proximity to the master takes them on an expressway to inner transformation. For them now, the mission is their master, and the master their mission, which they nurture with love, care and strength- their innate nature. The master has shown them a path in which they flow naturally in any situation. Vaatsalya Bhaava is his blessing and a technique that he uses for them based on their being-level energy. He has given them a space around him which will never be violated or misused. This intimate trust, space and love builds a bond with the divine energy that straightaway provides a jumping board to a higher frequency of consciousness, towards enlightenment. A love born out of this pure relationship by its intrinsic nature cannot be contained and restricted to any one person or place. Swamiji explains to them you are not just mother to me. You are mother to the entire universe. That is your path. Like Yashoda saw Krishna everywhere, a mom goes beyond herself and this relationship, and reaches out to the universe. She now is ready for the ultimate transcendence.

In most bhaavas the divine takes care of the disciples, but in Vaatsalya bhaava the divine allows the disciple to take care of him. There are evidences in history that people have taken care of God as their child. Bhairavi Brahmani took care of Ramakrishna like her own child, as Maria took care of Jesus, and Yashoda took care of Krishna. Numerous disciples relate to the master through the Vaatsalya bhaava even though they might not be in his physical proximity to serve and care for him.

These reminiscences, from those whom he calls Moms, offer glimpses of this pure relationship. They can simply immerse one in the sweet nectar of Vaatsalya Bhaava.

Ma Nithya Medhananda Mayi